Overriding the Heaven

"Hahahahaha!    

At this moment, the cultivators from the Ghost Kill Pavilion looked at Chu Yan and laughed maniacally.    

His face was filled with complacency and ridicule.    

But after a while, the expression on his face began to freeze.    

Although the smile was still on his face, it was especially forced at this moment.    

Doubt and awkwardness began to emerge.    

This was because not far ahead, although the green flames were still burning, Chu Yan's body didn't move at all.    

And he didn't even let out a single scream.    

"Could it be that he's already dead?" After a moment, this thought appeared in the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's mind.    

He muttered to himself as a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Then, he suddenly swung his arm.    

A thick black chain was like a black python as it shot towards Chu Yan.    

The chains moved in the air, and the sound of flowing water suddenly echoed out.    

The surrounding space was shaken and compressed, as though it was about to shatter in the next moment.    

The chain flew in front of Chu Yan, turned abruptly, and after a few "hualala" sounds, firmly tied Chu Yan up.    

As for Chu Yan, he was still hanging there motionlessly.    

He didn't even make the slightest resistance.    

Seeing this scene, the cultivators from the Ghost Kill Pavilion heaved a sigh of relief.    

"It seems that the moment I was struck by the Nine Death Ghost Infant Lightning, I died." He snorted coldly as he looked Chu Yan up and down with an unfriendly gaze, "You really got lucky this time. Otherwise, I would have done you in …" "Hmm?"    

Before he could finish, the cultivator saw the chain that bound Chu Yan suddenly move.    

After that, the entire chain shattered inch by inch.    

The Ghastly Killing Pavilion cultivator's breath suddenly stopped as his eyes widened, "How is this …"    

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"    

Soon after, the burning green flame was extinguished.    

Chu Yan was completely unharmed. He stood there without any white eyes as he looked towards the Ghost Killing Pavilion cultivators.    

Even though it was just a slight glance, it immediately caused the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's heart to tighten and his internal organs to twitch.    

"H-how could this be …" Nine Deathly Ghost Soul Lightning … "    

"What you said … "It's this..." Chu Yan raised his hand.    

A black skull the size of an adult's fist was in his palm.    

Even though it was impossible for the skull to have any expression, at this moment, the cultivators from the Ghost Kill Pavilion could clearly feel the resentment and ghost within the skull trembling in fear.    

"..." His face instantly turned green and white.    

Chu Yan's mouth twitched as he revealed a mocking smile. When the skull returned to his palm, he clenched his fingers.    

"Crack ~ ~ ~"    

Following an indiscernible scream of despair, the skull was crushed into pieces, turning into powder and turning into ashes.    

"What... Break … Things... Dang... Dang... "My darling …"    

The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivators, "..."    

He watched as the other party crushed the remaining nine skulls with a disdainful tone, causing dust to rise into the air. The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's heart sank to the bottom bit by bit, and he felt all the blood in his body freeze, his hands and feet turning ice-cold.    

It wasn't just because his opponent's strength had suddenly increased tenfold or even a hundredfold. It was also because during this entire process, he had attempted to form a connection with the Nine Deaths Ghost Infant Lightning and summon its power back, but had not received any response.    

The other party just stood there with his aura alone, yet he had severed the connection between him and the magical equipment!    

"Just who are you … "Who is it?" The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator felt his throat go dry. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty, he asked with a hoarse voice.    

Even though he knew that he shouldn't give up, with his abilities, he still had a chance to escape.    

However, he didn't know why, but waves of despairing thoughts were flooding his mind like a tide. He couldn't stop them no matter how hard he tried.    

The other party merely stood there, but that terrifying pressure was like that of an ancient deity, causing him to feel as though his soul was about to be crushed into pieces of paper.    

In an instant, his body was drenched with sweat.    

With every breath he took, his chest felt as though it was being pressed down by a huge mountain, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.    

However, this Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator was still holding on.    

Even though sweat was flowing into his eyes, causing them to be in incomparable pain, he still looked towards Chu Yan, wanting to know how Chu Yan did it.    

"You … Not worthy... "I know..."    

Boom!    

With that, Chu Yan took a step forward.    

At this moment, the mountains and rivers were trembling, the sun and moon were shaking, and the stars in the sky were about to fall.    

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yan appeared in front of the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator: "I'm asking you... One... "The problem is..."    

"W-what?" The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator trembled in fear.    

If any other cultivator were to see this, they would definitely be shocked.    

A third level celestial mood stage cultivator was actually as weak as a small white rabbit in front of a first level celestial mood stage cultivator.    

"I'm worth... How much... "Money..."    

"Huh?" The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator froze for a moment before reacting to what the other party wanted to ask.    

But at this time, why did this fellow ask this!?    

Although he thought this in his heart, the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator didn't dare to make a sound.    

His face was pale. Trembling, he raised a hand and held up a finger.    

"One hundred million … Spirit stones... "Hmm …" Chu Yan frowned.    

The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator trembled and almost fell from the sky.    

What a joke, one hundred million spirit stones, was more than enough even if it was a cultivator with peak Violet Palace Stage!    

Chu Yan saw some clues from the other side's expression.    

He narrowed his eyes slightly. "A thousand … Ten thousand... "Spirit stones..."    

Having lost ten times that amount, this person's mood immediately turned bad.    

The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivators also noticed Chu Yan's dissatisfaction.    

But ten million wasn't a small sum either.    

In the Ghost Death Pavilion, ten million spirit stones was the lowest price one could ask for Violet Palace Stage.    

But, but, you're only at the first level of celestial mood stage, no matter what, it's not the time for Violet Palace Stage to act ah …    

Seeing the other party's deformed facial features, and the two tears in his eyes that were shouting out, a cold chill in his eyes was like a biting cold wind that seemed to freeze the surrounding hundred miles.    

The originally clear sky was now covered by dense, dark clouds. The thick, leaden clouds were now pressing down heavily, giving off a feeling of despair.    

"Only … "One million …" At this moment, even an idiot could feel Chu Yan's discontent.    

Although he knew that admitting to it would directly ignite the anger and resentment accumulated by the other party, under Chu Yan's oppressing gaze, this Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator didn't dare to lie at all.    

When two streams of tears finally flowed down his face, he nodded his head.    

Then, Chu Yan's hand pressed on his head.    

His five fingers were like mountains, causing this Ghost Death Pavilion cultivator to instantly feel as if the sun and moon were flipped upside down and the five elements were thrown into disorder.    

"This is too … "It's too cheap..."    

Swish!    

In an instant, this Ghost Death Pavilion cultivator was like a meteor hammer that was thrown up into the air by Chu Yan.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]